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•Memories & Unexpected Revelations•

The rain lessened, and the traffic of the streets seemed to be rising up, slowly but continuously. The dark clouds of the storm smearing into the firmament, once again the neon lights of the city claimed the night time.

Everything was living again.

"…So, do you have plans for the rest of the night?" Kadota asked, holding his umbrella.

During the time of the storm Izaya and Kadota had been talking leisurely.

"Um…" Izaya thought about it for a moment, certainly his 'thanks meal' with Shizuo had ended. There was no reason for them to spend more time together, and clearly he couldn't ask Shizuo, as if for wonders of destiny he wanted to do something more with him, since Kadota was in front of him.

And, early that night they had stated that Shizuo wouldn't appreciate if they were seen together… that felt… what was that… it was…

Annoying

"Izaya…?" Kadota asked moving forward, looking at his face.

After a second Izaya regained the topic "No, I don't have any. Why do you ask?" Izaya masked a sweet smile.

"Well, I was wondering if you would like to see a movie." Kadota said, his tone frank, casual.

"Movie…?" Izaya asked tilting his head a little. 'It's been a while since I last saw one,' Izaya pondered.

"Yeah, there's one of your favorite movies in the theater tonight. One of those old movies, from the twenties I think." Kadota said smiling lightly, as if he had recalled something amusing.

That perked Izaya's interested; he began to question Kadota which movie it was.

In the meantime Shizuo was still hiding behind the pillar of the building, growing angrier with time.

Shizuo felt displeased for a few little reasons. Like the fact that he was hiding. The fact that he was hiding from Kadota… ah! The fact that he was fucking hiding for no reason whatsoever from Kadota! But what more annoyed him was the fact that Kadota was interfering in his d-…d-date!

Shizuo finally accepted the circumstances, more or less, so he received the thought of being in a date with Izaya.

Though, Shizuo did know that the dinner had finished and he didn't have the chance to ask Izaya to go to other place with him…

'But! That was Kadota's fault!' Shizuo thought gravely.

And due the circumstances his annoying little thing (Izaya) would be snatched away for that casual good guy (Kadota)!

He has to do something.

But what he could do…?

Nothing.

While he thought about the things he could do, though it weren't much, the conversation between Izaya and Kadota seemed to go smoothly. They knew each other from quite some time now.

Kadota was one of the few people that could talk with Izaya normally; he was one of the few that could bear his personality, and, one of the few that could get near to him into a different level.

More than Shizuo to this point.

"…So what do you say?" Kadota spoke good-naturally.

Izaya hung his head to the side "Even though I would love to see that movie, wouldn't be bad for Dotachin to be seen with me?" That sounded familiar.

"…" Kadota arched a brow, "I think that you were always the one that didn't want that. Even know... Oh, remember that time with Shizuo…?" Kadota chuckled lightly.

And now, Izaya seemed affronted "Ah, no. And I don't need to remember it."

"You were so pissed…" Kadota said finding funny Izaya's behavior.

"…Yeah, don't say more please," Izaya said in hushed tone.

"I think Shizuo got a trauma because of that," Kadota said half serious half laughing.

And to a certain extend that supposed 'trauma' was true.

Shizuo didn't appreciate the memory very much.

In fact he hated it.

It was not good to remember it.

•••••

Raijin High School days:

The classrooms were silent. The scholar population had gone home.

However, in one particular classroom two students were occupied studying… their physiognomy.

Heated kisses were shared. Hands aimlessly roamed over clothes and skin. They moved, driven just by instinct, desks were pushed aside. One of them climbed on a desk, and waited for the other to come along. The other immediately moved and placed his body between the thighs of the other. A hand squeezed softly the muscle, rubbing it up and down while his other hand held the other's face. He leaned further attacking the lips again, a tongue passed soft lips.

The person beneath him moaned lightly and he pressed himself further. Their groins were pressing together, pleasure aroused into their beings.

He grabbed the back of the neck of the other, and this grasped his clothes.

Excitement.

What they were experiencing was amazing but-

The door behind his back opened briskly, and their blood ran cold.

Crap.

Something thudded as it fell to the floor "…Kadota…?"

Kadota turned his face slowly "…hi…Ahem, hello Shizuo. I thought that you'd already left…" the person in front of Kadota shrunk slowly wanting to disappear.

"Ah, I forgot something but never mind I-I should go… Erm, sorry and bye," Shizuo picked up his bag and ran from there, blushing madly in the process.

The classroom was quiet again.

Kadota sighed.

"…Do you think he saw me?" the person sitting on the desk asked peeking over Kadota's shoulder.

"…Maybe…" Kadota said thoughtfully.

"Shit," the other said.

"Hey," Kadota said frowning in scolding manner.

"…" the other didn't answer.

"Izaya, stop sulking."

"I'm not sulking…" Izaya said "…I'm brooding…"

"Ha?" Kadota stared and Izaya replied:

"I'm not sulking thank you very much, I'm brooding… it sounds cooler," Izaya said folding his arms over his chest, nodding in self approbation.

Kadota let out a laugh and hugged Izaya kissing his cheek.

"Stop! This is your fault!" Izaya said as he attempted to move away but Kadota was pretty strong.

Kadota asked amused, "Why is it my fault?" argh, when he acted like this, Kadota couldn't help but just want to eat him up.

"Because you didn't listen to me! I'm always right and you said "Nobody is going to come" with that 'wise' tone of yours and look at what happened!"

"You have a point, but we are talking about Shizuo, he can't be predicted." Kadota reasoned slipping his hands inside Izaya's shirt, touching pale skin.

"Duhhh! I know! That's why I said to do this in my house!" Izaya pushed Kadota away and Kadota caught both of his hands.

Kadota rarely showed his smirk, not many knew he have one in first place, but when he did…

"Ohh, but we can still do that." Kadota said leaning to Izaya's face.

'Damn…' Izaya thought.

He looked sexy.

•••••

Shizuo was still in shock.

Damn! That was so embarrassing! Kadota was with someone m-making out! And! In the classroom!

Shizuo groaned messing with his hair.

Forget. Forget it. You forget about it! Shizuo told himself while walking.

He walked down the path to the center of the city; he had a few errands to do. The traffic lights turned red and Shizuo stopped. He looked ahead.

The roars of the engines filled the air, like shockwaves.

A red shiny motorcycle passed before Shizuo's eyes.

It was Kadota's motorcycle. But he wasn't alone. Shizuo couldn't distinguish the other occupant identity since he was wearing a black helmet.

But that shirt…

Shizuo couldn't mistake to whom that red shirt belonged to.

Like a conditioned act Shizuo's face darkened and anger flowed into his veins. It was Izaya, that was not a mistake.

But since Kadota's motorcycle was moving they were, without much delay, out of Shizuo's sight. The traffic light turned green and people walked across the intersection. Snapping out of his trance Shizuo walked ahead before the light could change again.

Soon, Shizuo's thoughts about that issue were almost gone. Almost. It was not surprise to see Kadota and Izaya together; Kadota was one of the few persons that could handle Izaya's personality. They talked, actually, Kadota talked to Izaya like a normal person. They shared some kind of 'chemistry' as Shinra pointed out one time.

Shizuo couldn't understand that.

And since Kadota could speak in friendly terms with Izaya was no wonder to see them together…

Shizuo frowned.

But Kadota was with someone (making out) a while ago, and he was pretty busy. So, when did Kadota meet with Izaya?

Perhaps, Izaya was waiting for him?

No, that wasn't possible. Shizuo was a genius in bumping into him so it was impossible to have missed him around the school's grounds…

…It can't be, can it?

That the one with Kadota was-

Shizuo shook his head furiously. That was just stupid. That was no possible. That was… was… just no.

"Shit! I'm thinkin' too much." Shizuo said to himself and hurried his steps.

The twilight was near.

Shizuo ignored it.

Shizuo ignored it all.

Shizuo ignored the painful tug inside his chest…

That was one of the Raijin Days…

•••••

"…Yes, you did." Izaya said smirking.

"I did not." Kadota said folding his umbrella. The rain had finally stopped.

"Come on, just admit it. You did grope her chest… and~ you~ liked~ it~!" Izaya grinned.

Blushing like a tomato Kadota spat: "It was dark! I couldn't see anything! I thought it was the switch of the lights!"

"What…? Her nipple…?" Izaya laughed at Kadota's mortified face.

They were now talking about a place they went in second year of high school. Izaya had been mocking about Kadota's mistakes during that year and Kadota had been desperately trying to deny everything. Kadota couldn't win though.

"It was your fault. You brought me therefrom all of places." Kadota said frowning.

"True. You were so…" Izaya looked at the sky looking for the correct adjective "naïve" he made a sly smile.

"Okay, whatever. So? What about the movie?" Kadota asked.

"Oh, yeah... Maybe another time…" Izaya smiled, "I feel a little tired"

"Oh… Okay. You're going home then?" Kadota said stepping on the middle of the sidewalk.

"…Yeah, straight to Shinjuku," Izaya hid his hand inside the pockets of his hoodie.

"…" Kadota gazed him intently. He walked a bit, standing in front of Izaya, he lifted his hand taking some strands of shiny black hair, softly holding them with his thumb and index finger "Are you okay…? You seem a little different from usual…" Kadota said frowning.

"…Wha…? What are you saying Dotachin? I'm perfectly fine." Izaya said, lightly taken aback.

Kadota stared at him and sighed sullenly. He played a bit more with the shiny black hair, Kadota let go the strands and took hold of Izaya's nose squeezing it hard with the same fingers that were touching his hair.

"Ugg! What the- ? !" Izaya wrinkled his nose drawing his face backward; Izaya grasped Kadota's intruder hand pushing it away from his face.

Kadota didn't put much fight and looked as Izaya rubbed his now red nose.

"If I can do something for you just tell me okay?" Kadota said bending forward a little. Izaya glared at him, still rubbing his nose.

Kadota chuckled, "You have my number, call me anytime" Kadota said as he walked on the sidewalk.

"I'm going to spam your email!" Izaya shouted as Kadota disappeared in the now crowded streets of the city.

"Better send me that book I want! And don't force that hand too much!" Kadota yelled back waving at him, he seemed to have noticed Izaya's padded splint.

Soon after, Kadota disappeared from view.

Izaya was left with a frown. Different? He really looked different? How so?

Izaya was still rubbing his nose lightly, musing about Kadota's words when he felt a shiver ran down his spine as a tall figure loomed behind him. Izaya's instincts told him to jump but instead he turned around slightly.

"…You know, is very rude to get close to someone like that…" Izaya said looking at Shizuo's smoking figure.

With the cigarette hanging lightly from his lips Shizuo managed to said, "My bad"

"…" Izaya stared.

"…" Shizuo stared back.

"…" Izaya put his hood over his head again.

"…" Shizuo took a drag from his cigarette.

"…" Izaya frowned "that's going to kill you…"

"You think?" Shizuo asked as a puff gray smoke left his lips.

"No. Not really," Izaya shrugged, "it's courtesy to say it. In the way we live our lives is more likely to be killed by someone else than for illness. The statistics say so. Well, I'm truly speaking for myself. You are harder to kill than me. A humble human like me can be easily murdered with anything." Izaya laughed at his own words.

For some reason, Shizuo didn't think it funny. How strange, months ago that phrase would have raised his good mood, but right now it only dulled him.

"Anyhow~, it seems that Dotachin didn't see you so~ my work here is done~," Izaya sang.

Izaya turning on his heels he began to walk away.

Snapping out of his stupor Shizuo could only utter an incoherent and incomprehensible "what?"

But it seemed that Izaya could understand it "Bye-bye Shizu-chan~," Izaya waved his hand without turning back.

Something irked within him, without thinking about it he strode forward, Shizuo grabbed Izaya's hand stopping his steps.

Surprised by him Izaya stared at him with an unreadable expression on his face. Red eyes stared straight to honey ones.

Their hands were still together.

"Let's go to the game-center"

•••••

3 – 0

7 – 0

347 – 072

WIN - K.O.

Shizuo gritted his teeth veins popping with anger.

Izaya paused the game and stopped controlling it "…if you are going to get mad I will not play with you anymore. Because when you get mad things start to break and I do not want to pay for any of your mistakes. So, I will recommend you to face it. You suck at videogames. And get something to cool you down. That face is scaring people here, without mention that I do not want to see that disgusting face myself." Izaya said demandingly.

"…" Shizuo swallowed saliva, hard. He was so frustrated.

Defeat was not something pretty.

They had played five games and every single one of them Shizuo lost. Shizuo either couldn't make enough points or his main character died in the middle of the combat.

Even in fights games he lost; even though Izaya was held back by his splinted hand.

The game center they picked was one located in a huge mall. People still wandered through the stores. Families, friends and couples were spending their time together.

Shizuo thought about this while he ordered two sodas.

'Spend time together'

That sounded pretty cool. He had never really spent time like this, just to hang out for fun. Well, there were a couple of times in middle school with Tom-san but it didn't feel the same.

But what was the difference?

For instance he was spending 'quality time' with no-one more or less than his most hated enemy. Orihara Izaya.

That didn't sound cool at all.

But lately Izaya wasn't behaving like his enemy… he was behaving more like a… friend…?

'He's really my friend…?' Shizuo thought while walking to where Izaya was.

However, his thoughts couldn't reach an end since he found something very unsightly.

Izaya was standing straight and looking at a young man; the man was a bit taller than him.

"…how old do you think I am?" Izaya asked with a neutral voice.

"Nineteen," the man answered immediately, as if he could swear it was true.

"…I should have used my normal clothes…" Izaya muttered to himself.

The man began to spat nonsense. To a certain point Shizuo couldn't take or watch it anymore.

'First Kadota and now this asshole!' Shizuo thought in a flash.

Shizuo walked where Izaya and the nuisance were standing. He approached at Izaya from behind, holding both sodas. Shizuo stopped behind Izaya sliding his left arm over Izaya's shoulder, he passed the soda.

Izaya didn't have time to react and when he got notice of who was-… was half-hugging him, he spoke.

"Here's your soda," Shizuo pushed the soda a bit close to Izaya's face. While Shizuo said that he glared through his sunglasses at the man in front of them.

"…" Izaya took it, "…thank you…"

-Mm… what the f-?

Shizuo moved further to the right, still with his left arm on Izaya's shoulder and neck.

-Taking property…?

The man stood motionless, lost at what to do, as was Izaya.

The raven haired frowned not quite understanding the whole situation. What the hell happened to these two? Their behavior was… was… weird…

Izaya turned his head to the right lightly ready to ask when Shizuo spoke, in rather menacing and harsh voice to the nuisance (the man) to hear.

"We're leavin'" such few words filled with so much scorn and anger.

Shizuo pulled Izaya to follow, their current position obliged Izaya to comply.

The man (nuisance and asshole in Shizuo's terms) was left behind dumbstruck.

•••••

Shizuo was slurping his soda angrily, he walked forward pulling Izaya along, without a care of the whispers and stares people were giving them. Meanwhile, Izaya sipped lightly his soda.

Had Shizuo really helped him…?

No, it didn't seem or feellike it.

How could he categorize it…? It was as if Shizuo claimed… something… the word was territory…? No… it was… own-owner-ownership?

Izaya stopped dead on his tracks. He bent down his upper body releasing his neck and shoulder from Shizuo's hold. Straightening himself up again Izaya made a face between annoyed, pissed and confused.

"You! I! He! That! I didn't you!"

The translation would be: "You insensate brainless retard! I am a very capable grown up man! He was just talking to me in a way that could be called polite! That, what you did back there wasn't necessary or required whatsoever! I didn't need you to take care of me I am very capable to do so, I am 24, good grief!"

Although Shizuo didn't have the ability to interpret such complex piece of code, he understood something, something very intriguing and confusing.

Izaya slurped his drink as Shizuo said: "He was hitting on you"

The result after that sentence was Izaya choking with his soda.

After a couple of loud coughs Izaya could talk again.

"That's - that's ridiculous!" Izaya looked perplex and disgusted, "We were just talking!"

"…" Shizuo couldn't believe it, "…are you really that dense…?"

"Wha? Don't you dare to call me that you brute!" Izaya glared wiping his mouth.

"…" Shizuo frowned "…you really seem to not understand…"

-Aw…?

Izaya looked mortified.

-Awe…?

'Oh? Did I hit a nerve?' Shizuo raised a brow.

-Awesome…?

"What? Couldn't you see he was flirting? You did understand it when it was Kadota though," Shizuo said finishing his soda.

-Mm, that annoyed him… that thing about Kadota…

"Because it was Dotachin!" Izaya said as if it explained everything.

'So, that means he can only get the hints from Kadota...? ... naïve...?' Shizuo mused.

"…That's… heh…" Shizuo said "…That's unexpectedly cute…"

Like hell Shizuo would say that aloud. Even though he was thinking about it. And it was a bit annoying too, mind you. Kadota's factor, of course.

"That's nonsense." Izaya tried to end the topic. He walked to the electrical stairs, holding his drink with one hand.

"Hey at least admit that I helped you out!" Shizuo said catching up with him.

"I was fine thank you!" Izaya turned glaring upward, because he was first going down on the stair. He sipped his soda.

"You simply don't get it do you?" Shizuo sighed half-amused and annoyed.

"What?" Izaya said acidly.

"…I guess you wouldn't get it even more if I was the one flirting with you…" Shizuo thought aloud and Izaya heard it.

Shizuo bend forward getting near Izaya's face.

"Hey, you wanna come over my place?" Shizuo asked absentmindedly inches away from Izaya's face.

Izaya tripped on the last stair.

•To Be Continued•

A/N: I luv Shizu-Shizu's protectiveness~ *sparkles*.

I hope you have liked this chapter, I made this to settle the things between Kadota and Izaya and Shizuo (...that's pretty obvious... *face-palm*)

Okay, I'm sleepy and tired and it's late... and there's so much noise where I am...

I may not survive this hell... Dx

(lol) just kidding, see you next chapter~ please leave a comment! D: I need motivation!